:: Music As Social Agitation Records::

:: Monday, January 31, 2005 ::

so our bus ride wasn’t too bad today and we got into Pasco around 2pm. Oliver was there to pick us up and we headed out in his pick-up truck. the drive to Walla Walla was about 45 minutes and me and Tony were grateful both for both the rides Oliver gave us to and from. we hit up a taco stand before our trip to Walla Walla and Oliver had some tongue/.it was an amazingly warm day for eastern Washington in January, probably the warmest and sunniest day we had seen all tour. the entire day and evening, in all our travels around town, that familiar eastern Washington romantic pull was hitting me hard. I need to move over here sometime and write a book or record an album or something (I am not going count the stars and mountains ASS album). we stopped by the Gillians Island halfway house and dropped our shit off. the house was super awesome and I guess somewhat legendary around town (though they hadn’t done any shows there in awhile). the old tier of roommates that had started the shows and the house had all moved out and later in the evening, right before the show, we were able to meet all the new roommates as they were finishing up a house dinner. I think the best use for main, wood-floored downstairs would be to have a roller-derby rink. the kitchen, living rooms and four-staired hallway all made a nice, pretty wide circle that would be awesome to race around (especially the up-then-down stairs). we then headed over to Olivers apartment and met his roommates and dropped some things off there. it was the upper floor of a larger house and a nice apartment at that. I guess the rent is really cheap. we then decided to walk to campus and try to take advantage of some wi-fi action outside the library/dorms. the walk was beautiful, as was the campus, and it felt a lot like a warm late fall day. I was having a hard time not falling in love with the place and kept trying to remind myself that the weather was a fluke, as probably was any other glamour. we hung out up there for a bit on the big lawn near most the campus buildings. Oliver kept bumping into people he knew and eventually Kate, whom we were to share the bill with that night, walked by. we met here and walked around campus some more, checking out the new science building and the theatre arts building. the theatre stage was immense, and took up more space than all the seating in the theatre, the backstage was even bigger and quite the labyrinth. this was Olivers home turf. after that we walked to the student building, which was either new or newly renovated, and checked out the campus coffeehouse and the radio station and such. then it was time to head to the show. Oliver was gonna have to come back up to campus for an hour for rehearsal right in the middle of the show, and he wound up missing both me and tony’s sets. the roommates took off right as we showed up, a few others remaining behind, yet hidden upstairs for the whole evening. Kevin was supposed to do a set of his music, but apparently he was very sick. that seemed fitting to tony. kate was there though and she played a four songs. not before this nice kid, who came with two friends, jammed for a bit before the show and we rocked some sing-alongs. by the time I played there were six people there outside of me, tony and Kate. it was a funtime, though, and me and tony made the best of it (tony had a little harder time since this was the second time he had a poor show in Walla Walla). the kids there were nice and I gave away a few cd’s and we made 1.50 in donations. rock. Oliver showed up after tony was done and, apparently, the elusive Kevin had shown up during the end of tony’s set, though he didn’t feel like introducing himself and took off before we had a chance to met. we decided to go back to Oliver’s house and make some food, rather Oliver make us some food. his roommates had just rented Garden State which we watched while Oliver made some dinner. I was happy to see that their household was way into the Mate (they had two gourds), as one of the roommates was from Argentina. Garden State I found a little disappointing, though I need to see it again. I didn’t think the editing was smooth enough and at times the movies seem to pluck its aesthetic appeal (with shot angles, silences, facial expressions and vocal patterns and tones) from other mainstream indie hits of the last five years. I was unable to pay attention to the ending, which I heard kind of sucked anyway. there was a few subtle things I really liked, most among them the fact that the bathing suit Sam is wearing when she is swimming is two piece with a pink bottom and a burgundy top. later in the movie, when the three of them are on their mission towards the abyss, Sam is wearing a pink hoodie and main-dude is wearing a burgundy one. the dinner was much better and shortly afterwards we hit the sack.

I woke up early again, like every morning, and was able to get a couple hours of computer time in on Olivers laptop before the house woke up. we milled around a bit and then packed up and hit the road (though the bus didn’t leave until two, Oliver had to be back by one for classes). the drive was filled with debates about windmills and chagrining about spoonerisms. then we said our goodbyes and massive amounts of thank yous and Oliver was gone. me and tony had a few hours so we decided to walk into the downtown area near the bus station, a charmingly latino-dominated few blocks that reminded tony of texas. we had a beer and some lunch at a Mexican joint and then went back to the station. the pasco station is a nice and new affair. right now we are in The Dalles as I type this, our voyage along the Columbia taking a bit longer as the driver will not go over 50 MPH cause his front windshield is breaking and tons of air and pressure are compromising the structural integrity. sorry. I had to say it...

:: brs 1:58 PM [+] ::
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